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russell albert

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these intentions by white-joke, literature

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these intentions

These intentions : Russell Albert These intentions, dear, are not pretentious; is that clear? Yes, apprehensive you are to see how far this will go when lights dim low; or when the glew – being glow in the past tense – reminds of scents floating from feverfew. These intentions, whilst inventive as a method, deliver naught but shivers in slivers of silver; how demur. It just occurred that thou shivered, frost-bitten of wrath and other such artifacts easily shattered with a laugh. So bold to be so cold when emotion takes hold. These intentions here are c

Blue Skies by white-joke, literature

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Blue Skies

Thine eyes, at night, reply with glimpses, torrents and throes; batting lashes as phoenix ashes, skips of stone on open shores. Wax to wane to bend friendly, may this season be neverending: rain drops on top, wholesome sun on sole, frosted futures, the non-stop motion of blossoms. Thine eyes, at times, defy all psychic laws, some physical, too; there's whimsy, lipstick, demure posture - one is lost in you. The trickle that tickles the seed is budding infinitely; deafening, blinding, enlightening –

Giraffes and Lionesses by white-joke, literature

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Giraffes and Lionesses

Giraffes and Lionesses : Russell Albert There once lived a giraffe and a lioness that fell in love. Most times giraffes and lionesses don't get along, are completely indifferent to each other; lionesses don't like giraffe meat, and giraffes eat leaves, so the union of these creatures is the most unlikely of things… There are exceptions to every rule; even the rules that bind like glue the circle of life. One day, a giraffe, panting with thirst, came to a small watering hole. The giraffe angled its sanguine neck to dip a purple-blue tongue deep in stilled water. Lick, lick; ripples ringed 'round the giraffe's tongue – it should be

juicy sweet by white-joke, literature

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juicy sweet

juicy sweet : russell albert i want to go where the pineapples grow, to the copa-cabana, in sunny havana; to play with coconuts and yellow bananas. i want to sink teeth deep in the golden glow of your after-glow, to know that which i cannot know; to play like grown-ups until mañana . i want to flaunt thee, saunter discretely between sheets in the evening, to chase shadows; to breathe you in sweetly. o! to want. o! to want a jaunt... ever-lasting memories. o! to dream. o! to dream of thee, to wake and breathe thee. i want to go where the pineapples grow, will you take me there?

coup de grace by white-joke, literature

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coup de grace

coup de grace : russell albert we, being part you, part me, have sprouted from the most peculiar of seeds; and we ain't even a tree; we ain't anything. but we are simple, quaint, like being on a prairie - a ferry to ride the tide of wheat's wake. no. no. that won't do... we, being part me, part you, have never been two, always been one - with no divisible sum - not even the sun can fathom. there, that's better. o! thank heaven for letters!

pinch of this by white-joke, literature

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pinch of this

pinch of this : russell albert this, dear misses, is a silly simple poem so that when you roam, you will never be alone or, so that when 'am home, words set the mood and tone this, dear misses, is like a basket o' kisses, stir-fried wishes, wor won-ton suits, and soda blitzes - compliments of the chef, a master of such delicate dishes. suffer this manuscript, letter for letter - it will only get better. astro-glide this wit, instead of shredding verbal bedding - like a hampster caught sledding - wait. ignore that. 'implore that you give me a second chance, to duck and dance, not stink like France

fickle fiscal pickle by white-joke, literature

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fickle fiscal pickle

fickle fiscal pickle : russell albert if being russell albert is being a 7.99% fixed annual percentage rate, then i don't want it - you can have this name, this identity back. it's of no use to me with such dimensions. sounds like a waste... poor, poor soul. and here i thought i was this being of light, this wavering wavelength. not according to paper mail. not according to lending houses. not according to them and they. 'am a fiscal rascal to the internal revenue service. this fund is mutual, accordingly. and banks can bank on peaking my interest. well. 'am not interested. not in the least. not in any way, shape, or form.

eyes of another by white-joke, literature

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eyes of another

eyes of another : russell albert the eyes of another have me pining for cover, 'am finding a lover, 'am declining to stutter, will i ever recover? find a better nose rubber? 'don't know what to suppose - 'am stuck in supposition - vicious quid pro quo - 'need a heap of intuition. these eyes be decisive, slice and dice like a knife set; conniving sexual precepts, pre-set to spring on thee. 'don't cut to make you bleed; only a small opening to have thee inside of me...

because you love poetry by white-joke, literature

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because you love poetry

Because you love poetry : Russell Albert The stage is set, put on a show – no phony emotive motives, only life set in prose. You're that character, and I'll be him, you know, him… Skilled and retro-talented; the whim is not to win. Un théatre en Français: romantically we'll parley; set is the stage. The show must go on, so, go on, go on… Mais, no swan songs, no swan dives – you've got the wan guy; les pant, les sigh. This is not a rehearsal. The stage is tramped. The show must go on!

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The collapsible Earth by white-joke, literature

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The collapsible Earth

The collapsible Earth By: Russell Albert Part I: It began with the ants. It ended with the ants. For time immemorial, the ants functioned as the spinal column of the world. Their tunnels created a lattice for the Earth's crust; without these tunnels the Earth would implode, turn inside-out. And that is exactly what happened. The insides were exposed. Scores of thought to be extinct creatures and scores of new genus littered the surface world. The life that was on the outer layer found a shining star floating ethereal in the middle of the planet burning with the intensity of dusk. The sun made life comfortable (like a dream).

The Shoppekeep who... by white-joke, literature

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The Shoppekeep who...

the shoppekeep who could not go out of business by: russell albert No matter how he tried, no matter the intensity of his plight, the shoppekeep could not go out of business. shoppers traveled from far and wide to get at his goods. once the shoppekeep had grown so weary, so angry with his failure that he pushed an old woman down a flight of stairs. this only brought unto him more customers as rumour circulated from mill to mill, saying: "what a pneumatic entrepreneur, you really must go pay him a visit, and he has such nice things, too." and so the seeds of the shoppekeep's woe were sewn. with each open and close he sank deep into

lolita by white-joke, literature

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lolita

'Pen the forbidden sin: a moonlight prince ravaged feral by petite princess. The act ist serene cream, a dream pour moi. Ist the social scene thast obscene, a 'mare pour toi. Bourgeoisies suffer me… O! liberal world! 'Am trapped in ill-rapture of status and stature, being prim and proper; off with your P's and Q's! 'Just want to be lost in you… Woe is the system persistent with the hypocrisy of autocracy; governed morality as a tragedy. Woe is me when 'am in thee; ist the envy of the enemy, so venomous with pretend enmity… Let us be! Let us be! Never hast melody been this sweet. Simply, Russell Albert *ist: conjectur

yawning at dawn by white-joke, literature

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yawning at dawn

I want to catch you yawning at dawn, though dusk would be divine, too. I could draw your caricture, if I knew how; I could paw your matted fur, or lick your mittens… Do you have mittens? I want to cook five stars and a nebula for you; for dinner. You don't have to eat 'em, appreciating is enough. We could Milky Way, cha-cha chart some lunar flares. Care to play in heaven? A feather tickles me with memories, you wrapped around me, me rapt with tapping you. Your wings have set me free. Simply, Russell Albert

a gardener named God by white-joke, literature

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a gardener named God

a gardener named God by: Russell Albert God lead a simple life. from sun-up to sun-down he'd tend all that was his garden; the daffodils, the ladybugs, the aphids, the spiders. balance. God ran one tight ship. eden never flooded. there was no famine - all are to be fed, some will end up dead. there was no cruelty either - that is, whatever happens, happens for a reason. all life and death is important, read: necessary, in eden. God organised chaos. he wasn't trying to hurt anyone. he was just trying to paint a pretty picture, like Bob Ross. (God likes Bob Ross.) one morning, God was moving a heap of leaves to the mulchi

more than love by white-joke, literature

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more than love

more than love by: russell albert I would think of only her for the rest of my life, but i didn't know it yet, didn't know it then. inclination would pop in every now and then to tell me that i'd never forget her, but i chose not to think too much about it, just wanted to enjoy the now of her. the impossibility of forgetting her loomed ever nigh, but i kept it out of sight, out of mind. such thoughts are enough to drive one mad. then again, love is insanity. so, i guess that works. it is difficult to try and not-love someone. she tells me that i'll find "someone who will love you the way you deserved to be loved", but, she's

tale of tails by white-joke, literature

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tale of tails

tale of tails by: Russell Albert Before time, before humans, there were what you could call balls of light. these balls of light were life, the only living things, entities. then along came God. and in came the noise. sweeping and harmonious, chaotic and jarring. cartilage budded as white cauliflowers on the outer edges of glowing white. the balls of light shrugged, this development seemed acceptable. when the nothing swirled, something collided, flashes of life burst into orange and red and cosmic white; when mass became tangible; when green splayed lazily on what would later be called leaves, when the pain of purple and yel

the cat by white-joke, literature

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the cat

the cat, black on an evening street, steps only to pause on paws, slink into shadow, and live for another day. with eight cast away life is bitter-fragile, and risk is a mistake. don't wish to slip, trip, stumble and fall. don't wish to give, live, enjoy life at all. with nine lurking, searching one out, it's no wonder gears've ceased working. the cat, black and indifferent, won't do for you, nor will 'e let go for tomorrow may never show. simply, russell albert

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This Is Ending by ImmenseDream, literature

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This Is Ending

You never showed up beneath the tree (never kissed me) I was left to breathe all on my own. Play me a song, something soft while the time is running slow because this is ending. We never figured out "something else" I just reason the calico smoke got the best of my lungs and conscience. And now I can't play your vocal chords in the key I want. It's best just to play something slow and let this consumption catch my breath in time.

Scene II by ImmenseDream, literature

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Scene II

I've been robbed. I fell in love with a girl with a joint bundled and balanced between her lips. Pressed pinstripe pants and collard Oxford shirts don't belong in the woods- in a mound of clothes by the water's edge. This girl's stare's intense, much like her charcoal smeared eyelids. Smoldering. Burns like hell. But, you'd want to kiss her. Yes, you'd want to kiss her too. (where's my jacket?) Please hand me my jacket. I need to go. Mary Skimmed the water, reached to her reflection and smeared it into the grass. Matte and satin colors blend with stars falling from the sky, as if they thought they were meteors and splashed into

Society? by Phreak-on-a-Leash, literature

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Society?

Lo, dainty dagger... That I might find you a sheath tonight, in which to rest your tainted head, from all who spoke out against me. Take this silver label... That you may impress upon another, and let their hate temper your continuity, as the one with all the names. Fear of ignorance... By my ignorance in its purest form, by my fear, I am blind. By my life, may I be found wanting.

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white-joke

Mar 7, 2008

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Be kind to one another. No more anger, war, or Im never again shopping at this store. Please, it is not necessary. There are many ways to be kind: do not push, do not shove; do not steal from nature, or from man; do not commit suicide, do not frown at every person you pass; respect religion, sing hymns; create something new. Be kind; theres nothing to it, just do it. Imagine kindness as a disease to ease universal dis-ease; as natural a remedy there ever will be, completely free, amazing as an anti-body. The hi, the hell-o, hullo, eh-low, and howdy-do do

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samus

Sep 24, 2007

You're a great writer. You have some really clever work. Too bad you're not still submitting for the last 3 years. I'd bet you got some amazing stuff churning in that head of yours.

Thank you very much for the faves!

Phreak-on-a-Leash

Feb 1, 2006

Wow thanks for the watch =]

Much appreciated. /me reciprocates >_>

crimson-skies

Jan 31, 2006

thank you so much for the watch!

i really appreciate. i gotta sleep now coz i'm about to flop over, so i shall check your writing tomorrow